Like a Band-Aid. I’m caught off guard, granted I wasn’t really expecting anything. I sit there and let it set in, like venom slowly courses throug... a victims veins. I’m not really sure what this means or has to do with anything but I start to notice my silence has him on edge. “Okay so…..what does that mean? You just made up having a wife, but what for?” I ask. I’m confused as to what any of this means. “Yes and no. I’m not really married but the woman I claim to be married too does exist;. Aft a week I met her at cyber cafe and we both were sitting on a single chair I wrapped my hands around her waist and moved to her boobs and pressed them and played with them wooow..She was enjoying and in the same time I kissed her in the ear took those pink nipples inside my mouth ..She was like totally lost and I planted kisses on her neck and cheeks and lips.. She was out of control.. I slowly moved my hand inside her pant and finally it went inside her panty touching her soft hair..Woow so. Her oversizedsaddlebag ass now joined her oversized balloon orbs in the elegant bouncingand swaying. She then, without warning, did fifteen jumping jacks. The fatshook. The walls shook. The room shook. The vibrations of ecstacy...I, by this point, was in heat. I had the most massive hard-on and was all butready to explode. She noticed my fevered state."Was’ a’ matter, big boy?" she laughed. Her double chin now bouncing incomplete rhythmic synchronization with her breasts and buttocks.I lost. We were already naked so the only thing to do was to turn on the shower. Here we go again, a three way shower for fun and water conservation. I let both of them team up on washing me but when it came to them I took over and washed both of them. I think I had more fun than they did even though they each had an orgasm in the process. We got out of the shower and dried each other off.Staying naked, we three trooped off to the kitchen. I had the ladies sit while I whipped up my specialty French.